Let's set fire to the rain

Nightmare

"Bini, you still with me baby?" My stomach lurched as I tried not to puke all over his shoes. I felt dizzy remembering the last time he said the exact same words nearly a year ago.
"Bini, you still with me baby boy?" Deren's Smug voice reached me in the black haze settling around my brain. "Come on baby boy, you don't want to miss out on the fun do you? A ticklish feeling ran up and down my sides and around my abdomen. What was he doing? Where was I? A grip on my hips pulled me out of the haze long enough to remember the previous events.
( flash back in a flash back ;) )
I was nearly home after my shift at the convenience store when I heard someone call my name. "Yo hanini!" I turned around to see a tall man with dark hair and a smirk on his lips. "Who are you?" I asked wondering what a stranger could want at this hour.  "You mean to tell me you don't recognize me Bini?" The mans voice was husky and .. oily? Shivers ran through my spine wondering how he knew my name. Was he a Customer? Old classmate? The man stepped rather close for comfort looking at me intently. It was then I noticed his eyes. Two black tar pits burning with hate. "D Daren? " " aw the baby remembers me." "What are you doing here? I thought you where in Michigan? "  pressure began  to build at the back of my skull. why did he have to show up now? I was only now beginning to function normally after losing my dad.  " I was, but I've got some unfinished business to handle  here."  "What business would that be?" " you" was his leaden response. A sharp blow to the back of my head had me in a far blacker pit than Darren's  eyes.
"Hey , hey , don't go nowhere on me. You've got to stay and enjoy the fun". My mind became painfully clear. I was immediately aware of the fact that I couldn't move my body. Yet my every sense was painfully sharp. "There you are. so kind of you to join the party."  Darren's voice washed over me as pleasantly as an oil spill. I immediately felt disgusting. "I'm sure your wondering why you can't move. Well  you  see I might have given you this lovely little drug that makes you immobile. Date rape or something i think it's called. Don't worry my dear it doesn't harm  you.  Just makes you wonderfully pliant under me." His voice got lower with each word.   my head was spinning so bad I thought I was going to throw up. He began laying wet kisses all over my neck while chuckling at me. "Your so cute looking all panicked. I'm sure your wondering why I would give you such a drug. Don't worry I'm not going to kill you or beat you up. I'm just going to do what it implies." He leaned near my ear before whispering huskily, "Rape you". He cackled while rutting his hips against mine painfully. I realized neither of us where wearing clothes. I wanted to vomit all over him so much, but my body wouldn't even do that much. My vision went white as My body felt like it was being split in two. Tears slipped out of my eyes as I prayed for the darkness to overtake me. It didn't. It alluded me long after he was gone. The scent of wintergreen and his cum on the bedsheets the only indicators he'd been there. I'm not sure when the drug had worn off. I woke up three days later laying in my own vomit and cum. I hadn't managed to make it to the toilet before vomiting what was left in my stomach. Several hours later I managed to get up and stumble into the shower. I couldn't get the water hot enough to kill the filth on my skin. I rubbed my skin raw but it hadn't worked. The purple bruises on my body simply became more pronounced and my skin a burning red. I continued to sit on the shower floor long after the water was cold. Long after I had no tears to cry. Long after my throat was raw from screaming. I just sat there. If I'd been stronger I would have got up and found a knife to cut out the ugly purple marks. I wouldn't have minded that it would have taken out my whole throat. I just didn't want to think anymore. I didn't feel like a man. I didn't feel like a human. I felt like nothing. Just an empty corps.  One that was dirty and worthless. It needed thrown out. He'd stolen my identity, my worth , my peace of mind. A few days later I found a note and some unfamiliar pills. I didn't bother reading the note. I simply swallowed the pills hoping to overdose. When it didn't work i looked at the note. A phone number and the words "want more?" Was all that was written. I called it desperately wanting an out.
"Tsk tsk. Your not paying attention to me at all are you? Daren snapped his fingers in my face bringing me back to the present. "That's a bad boy. You know what happens to bad boys right? They get punished."

Hey sorry it's a mess but hope you can makes sense of it.